Rapha Films Presents | Peter Hogan
Think about the last race that you did, or the last fondo, or even just that last long ride. Where did your journey to that start line begin, or to that moment when you wheeled your bike out of your front door, clipped in and rolled away? What are the events that brought you to the bicycle, and how did those histories shape you?
Going to the Chapel
We have been to Belgium and can confirm that the soul of bike racing is alive and well. We found it atop a ridge, being resuscitated by a crowd of people drinking beer underneath a giant crucifix, as deep, dark house music pumped out of a giant speaker only to be snatched by a cruel north wind and hurled over the sodden muddy fields below.